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(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years

author:Daily Joyful Reading

The young leaves of the green bamboo are verdant, and the birds chirp on the branches.

The ancient wall is mottled with traces of time, and a corner is quiet and poetic.

(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years

The green bamboo and blue birds are in sight, and the elegant book fragrance is overflowing.

Wait for the spring breeze to blow through your ears, take away the sorrow and leave a happy face.

(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years

When the two birds under Takeshita speak together, the ink dyes Danqing and paints plain postures.

Wait for the spring breeze to blow, and the greenery will not move.

(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years

In the ink painting, the birds on the branches stand quietly.

The remnants of the wall are green moss, and the ancient charm is not strong.

(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years

The green branches and small birds stand, and the red belly spreads its wings and flies.

The stone walls are mossy and green, and the mountain breeze is light.

(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years

The child sits in front of the house, accompanied by birds and birds.

Dressed in a red shirt, one flower and one world.

(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years

Children travel alone, and the ancient house lasts for a long time.

The green branches add vitality, and the red clothes are dotted with ink.

(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years

The mountain dwelling is long, and the breeze blows the clothes.

The green trees and red flowers are smiling, and one person and one dog accompany the sun.

(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years

There is no one in the empty mountain, but there is a sound of people's voices.

Knowing that it is not an old person, leaving empty wandering.

(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

Jiang Xue rolled up, and Weng didn't say anything.

(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years
(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years
(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years
(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years
(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years
(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years
(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years
(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years
(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years
(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years
(30) A group of small paintings, drunk and passing years

This group of small paintings is drunk for years

Time flies, time flies. In these hurried days, it's always easy to lose sight of the beauty around us. However, when the small paintings come into view, it is as if time has slowed down, giving us the opportunity to savor the little things in life.

This group of small paintings is like a beautiful poem, depicting the true meaning of life in the simplest way. It tells us to keep an innocent heart and feel every moment of life, no matter when and where. Because only in this way can we truly live our own lives and live wonderfully.

So, let's enjoy this group of small paintings together! Let them bring us endless reverie and emotion, and also make our hearts richer and fuller. Because only in this way can we truly get drunk in this wonderful time and let the passing years leave us with the most precious memories.